Friday, November 28, 2014

Let the nerdgasms/complaining begin! And they have until December 2015 to deal with it. Probably won't be enough time, but the overlords at Disney don't give a shit so long as the check clears. Nuff said!

In every great struggle, victory comes at a price. There have been
many struggles throughout the history of the X-men Supreme fanfiction
series. Few of these struggles would qualify as total victories where
the X-men won the day and nobody suffered any ill-effects. This kind of
victory is rare for the X-men in the same way it’s rare for everybody.
Most of the time, collateral damage is unavoidable. The X-men have
certainly endured more than their share. Friends have had their lives ruined, painful secrets have been revealed, and trust among friends has been undermined. This says nothing about the kind of damage the public at large incurs whenever someone like Magneto
threatens the world. Now, the world of X-men Supreme is facing a
threat that promises to do all kinds of damage and stopping it will
most certainly come at a price.

Since I introduced them in this fanfiction series, Sinister
and Selene have developed a unique, and at times disturbing
relationship. Alone, they are dangerous enough. They’re both very
cunning and deceitful, capable of outwitting the X-men and anyone who
dares get in their way. One operates using magic. The other operates
using science. But with their combined talents, they can do a lot more
than just outsmart their enemies. They’re finally thinking bigger.
They’ve abducted Colossus’
sister, Illyana. They’ve infiltrated the hidden city of Nova Roma. Now
they’re seeking to tap the power within Mount Anton and they’re already
several steps ahead of the X-men. They’ve already done plenty of
damage to Nova Roma, but the damage they’re capable of inflicting on
the world of X-men Supreme is far greater.

This is why the Civilization No Longer Lost arc is so important for X-men Supreme Volume 5: Dark Truths. The
damage it incurs and the price of victory will have dire consequences
for this fanfiction series. Characters will be profoundly affected.
Consequences, both short and long-term, will be severe. It is the first
major arc of X-men Supreme Volume 5: Dark Truths and the major arcs
that follow will be a direct result of what happens here. The final
issue of this arc is vital in terms of establishing context and
precedent for the future of this fanfiction series. As such, I’ve
prepared an extended preview for what can be expected in the epic
conclusion of this critical arc.

“Please tell me Selene is exaggerating,” said Vulcan, “There must be a way to shut that portal down!”

“There isn’t,” said the Goblin Queen flatly, “Power like the Blood Stone can either be unleashed or contained. It can’t be shut down.”

“In other words we’re all screwed?”

“Literally, figuratively, and mystically,” she affirmed.

While the Marauders dreaded the growing chaos, Wolverine met up with Phoenix who was now free from her cousin’s Goblin attack. Together, they helped Nightcrawler, Shadowcat, and Colossus. The Russian mutant was still paralyzed from the disk Sinister put on his forehead earlier and Nightcrawler was still dazed after the Pandora Collector blew up in his hand. They helped them get moving again so they could meet up with the rest of the X-men, who also had their share of injuries. Cyclops needed help to get back on his feet and Psylocke had to help both Storm and Gambit pull out some of Riptide’s boney spikes. They were in no condition to continue fighting, but fighting didn’t seem necessary at this point.

“More zhan I care to measure,” said Nightcrawler as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing.

“So what do we do?” exclaimed Rogue, “Cyclops, if you’ve got a Plan B, now would be the time to use it.”

“Sorry Rogue, but I’m a little concussed and at a hell of a loss here,” groaned Cyclops, who was leaning on her for support, “What about the Phoenix Force? Can she pull us out of this?”

“A fully powered Phoenix Force could,” said Phoenix as she looked up at the column of light, “But in her current state…”

“I regret to say I’m equally powerless. My embers are too small and my knowledge too limited. There’s nothing the power of the cosmos can do.”

The X-men were in even worse shape than they thought. There was no contingency plan or new battle tactic. They were standing face to face with total destruction and there was no way to stop it.

“So the world is gonna end by magic, eh?” said Wolverine, “And me without a bottle of Jack Daniels.”

“At this point we’ll need more than the forces of nature to stop it,” dreaded Storm.

“Ah’m with Logan. Ah prefer the Jack Daniels and a cigarette,” muttered Rogue.

“Come on, you guys! We can’t just assume this is over,” said Shadowcat, still struggling to get the disk off Colossus’s forehead, “There has to be some other way. This is magic for crying out loud! The impossible isn’t supposed to apply here.”

“It has nothing to do vith vhat’s impossible, Kitty,” said Nightcrawler, looking increasingly distressed, “Zhere is no vay to stop something like zhis vithout…”

The German mutant’s words unexpectedly trailed off. Now he didn’t just look distressed. He looked sick. He clutched his head and keeled over, nearly falling flat on his back before Wolverine and Phoenix caught him.

“Without what?” exclaimed Phoenix.

“Come on, Elf! Now ain’t the time to have a seizure,” grunted Wolverine.

“It…it’s not possible,” he said distantly.

“Dang, the poor homme sounds like he just ate some bad gumbo,” said Gambit.

“Nien. It’s Amanda! She…”

Before Nightcrawler could explain, the X-men were surprised by another mysterious burst of light. It appeared right in front of Nightcrawler and took the form of a green mist. It swirled and glowed in a series of distinct patterns. These patterns were shaped and reshaped by unseen forces until they took the distinct form of Amanda Sefton.

“Your mystical knowledge is a bit rusty, Kurt,” said the glowing figure, “Astral projection is a trick every mystic learns before they hit puberty. Sometimes it’s difficult when your body is in a coma. It’s more difficult NOT to attain when you feel your loved ones in danger.”

Nightcrawler’s distress turned to relief. He could literally feel her love through her spirit. He reached out to touch her glowing form, feeling a powerful warmth from her presence. The rest of the X-men were too shocked to be comforted. They were still trying to make sense of Selene’s now defunct ritual.

“Mutants, aliens, and now ghosts…I think it’s safe to say I’ve seen everything,” said Psylocke.

“You’ll get to see a lot more, X-men. As someone who was born in the shadow of this mountain, I can feel the chaos erupting within. Selene was brazen in her efforts to usurp its power. She thinks she understands it, but her ego is more extensive than her knowledge.”

“So…there is a way to stop this?” asked Storm.

“That depends. You see, there is a step in this ritual that you didn’t witness. It involved Illyana Rasputin and her talents for transporting herself in and out of mystical realms.”

The mention of Illyana roused Colossus, who had been fighting off Sinister’s paralysis. Shadowcat had just managed to loosen it enough with her phasing powers. A fresh burst of strength from the Russian mutant was enough to cripple it and renew his mobility.

“Illyana? You know where she is?” he exclaimed.

“Yes, and I know she’s okay…in a manner of speaking.”

“Even if you are a spirit, I’m not liking your choice of words,” said Shadowcat.

“She’s still alive, but her state is dire. Selene used a spell that locked her between realms. In doing so she created a rip that allows the power within Mount Anton to erupt. This is what is fueling Selene’s ritual. If it were to be cut off, then the ritual will burn out.”

“Precisely! I can feel her presence at the summit of the mountain. She can still be reached and I can help you.”

Each event, the damage it does, and the price paid for
victory help the X-men Supreme fanfiction series evolve. Every major
arc leads to another and the effects have subtle and not-so-subtle
influences on the world of X-men Supreme at large. It’s been a
challenge developing this world, but one I put a great deal of effort
into making awesome. For that reason, it’s very important that I get
feedback to ensure that it’s as awesome as it can be. I don’t know I’m
doing something wrong unless someone tells me. So please, take the time
to submit feedback. Either post it in an issue or contact me directly. I’m always happy to chat X-men or comics in general. Until next time, take care and best wishes. Excelsior!

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Some people have multiple personalities that change as often as Lady Gaga’s
dress sense. One day they’re loving and caring. The next they’re angry and
hostile to the point of wanting to snap the neck of puppies. These people are
usually not the kind of people who should be in positions of power where their
authority is wielded on the whim of whatever meds they are or aren’t taking.
That’s part of what makes someone like Storm such a perfect headmaster for the
Jean Grey Institute. More than any other X-man, she has been the emotional and
spiritual rock for generations of mutants. Her loving, compassionate grace is
more consistent than Peyton Manning on game day.

But what happens when that rock of stability turns into a badly hung over
Wolverine? That’s exactly what the inversion has done to Storm in the events of
Avengers and X-men: AXIS. Thanks to yet another case of the Scarlet Witch’s
bullshit, she and some of the other X-men have gone evil. Now she’s about as
compassionate as a hungry grizzly that shits typhoons. And she is still the
head of the Jean Grey Institute. May Odin and every other god in the Marvel
universe have mercy on the poor souls of the students.

Almost as jarring as Storm going evil is Kid Omega suddenly not being the
insufferable douche-bag he’s been for the last decade. He certainly went out of
his way to exercise his douche-baggery in the events leading up to Wolverine’s
death. He took over the Phoenix Corporation, quit the Jean Grey Institute, and
generally shrugged off Wolverine’s death the same way Chuck Norris shrugs off a
hangover. Now he’s partying it up at the Hellfire Club. It’s basically like an
orgy at the Playboy mansion and cocaine bender with Charlie Sheen. An
douche-bag teen should be in heaven, but that’s not how Kid Omega feels
anymore.

He’s at this party, surrounded by the kind of rich assholes he would love to
mind-fuck just to give himself a boner. Yet he doesn’t feel inclined to do any
of that shit. His inner monologue details the extent of his inversion,
something that has been explored in other tie-ins. It’s been explored better
because all it really shows here is that Kid Omega is no longer exercising his
douce-bag tendencies, but it’s still nice to see the nuts and bolts of the inversion.

What isn’t nearly as nice is seeing the Hellfire Brats again. Yes, the
pre-pubescent asshats who turned the entire concept of the Hellfire Club into
an exercise in absurdity/pedophilia are still alive and I’m still pissed off
about it. And no, they haven’t changed at all. They’re still the same
insufferable assholes. But they do at least remind Kid Omega that he tends to
cause a lot more property damage at these parties. Hell, he did just that a few
issues ago on his own birthday. But now he might as well be the bathroom attendant
cleaning vomit off the floor from guys who can’t handle their blow. It does
help reinforce the extent of Kid Omega’s inversion, but it doesn’t make seeing
the Hellfire Brats again any less infuriating.

At this point, no more reinforcement is needed to show that Kid Omega is not
his usual asshole self. But we get it anyways, even though most of us are
starting to get sick of it and looking for more potent weed. After rubbing
elbows with the Hellfire Brats, Kid Omega meets up with some old friends from
the Jean Grey Institute, including Idie and Broo. For some reason, they
actually accepted his invitation to a party at the Hellfire Club. That would be
like Reed Richards agreeing to go to a strip club with Dr. Doom. It should
raise more than a few red flags, but that’s besides the point.

Their reactions to Kid Omega’s invitation and attitude are funny. I’d be
shocked too if I met my old algebra teacher and found out he became peaceful,
non-violent hippie who didn’t hide a bottle of whiskey under his desk in
between classes. It just falls too flat. Kid Omega attempts to paint it as
something Wolverine would’ve wanted. But given how he’s gone out of his way to
piss all over Wolverine’s grave in recent issues, it really has no impact. It’s
not terrible. It’s not egregious, given the inverted circumstances. It’s just
not all that interesting without the aid of LSD.

But guess what is more interesting? How about Storm doing whatever the fuck
she wants to do, even if it means swapping spit with some guy she doesn’t know
who happens to be at the party with another woman? That’s the sort of shit we
would expect from Emma Frost or Mystique, but not Storm. Even if her lover did
just die, this is now how she usually copes. Hell, if I recall, she was still
at the stage where she was sleeping with Wolverine’s jacket and his empty
bottles of whiskey. Now she’s already at that stage where she’s getting over a
tragedy by getting under whoever moistens her panties. I’m shocked and
incredibly turned on.

She doesn’t just kiss the guy either. She actually kisses the woman too. So
yes, Storm has now basically become her own porno fantasy and my penis couldn’t
be happier. There doesn’t need to be any monolog for this shit. Her actions are
more than enough to reveal the extent of her inversion. This is not the same
loving, compassionate Storm that so many people love and respect. This is a
Storm who operates by the, “I’ll do and fuck whatever and whoever I want in
that order.” It’s shocking, but sexy as fuck.

This surprises Kid Omega and probably gives him a hell of a boner. He doesn’t
really do much. To be fair, he’s not in a position to do much either. This is
Storm. This is one woman even Kid Omega doesn’t fuck with outside his darkest
masturbatory fantasies. She makes it clear that she’s here to do whatever the
fuck she wants to do and if he doesn’t like it, he can go suck a tornado’s
dick. And when a couple of bouncers show up to try and kick her out, she kindly
turns them away by kicking their asses.

Again, no monologue is needed for this shit. Storm’s actions do plenty to
send the right message. This is an inverted Storm. She doesn’t give a flying
fuck anymore. And anyone who dares fuck with her buzz can expect a concussion
and a full-blown monsoon up their ass. It’s jarring, especially after all the
grace and elegance she demonstrated in recent issues. And maybe this reveals
some of the flaws within AXIS itself because it flips these characters so
severely that it really doesn’t feel genuine anymore. This Storm might as well
be an evil clone. But seeing as how there are enough Madelyne Pryors in the
Marvel universe, I’m not going to say the concept is completely without merit.

Kid Omega is pretty shell shocked, but even in his inverted form, nobody
really gives a shit about his opinion. It’s when the other students from the
Jean Grey Institute that shit really gets serious. They calmly ask Storm if she’s
okay. She responds by hitting them with a fucking hurricane. Now even for an
inverted Storm, that’s pretty extreme. That’s like fighting an ant hill with
napalm. There’s no discussion or debate either. She just tells them to fuck off
and then helps herself to money in one of the cash registers. It’s another
instance where the inversion becomes so extreme that it fails to have the same
impact. We get it. She’s not herself. But there’s a fine line between being
inverted and an evil clone. This story is basically dry-humping that line. It
still gives me a boner, but only to an extent.

Finally, Kid Omega decided to do something. Unfortunately, doing something
for him usually means doing something that ends up pissing everybody off. Even
in his inverted form, Kid Omega finds a way. He uses a little telekinetic gun-slinging,
along with some traditional mind-fuck to calm Storm the fuck down before she
goes Hurricane Katrina on all of them. It works, but only to the extent that it
pisses off the Hellfire Club’s insurance company. It doesn’t snap Storm out of
her inversion. In fact, she decides to thank him for stopping her by punching
him in the jaw. And even if it’s misguided in these circumstances, nobody would
argue that Kid Omega hasn’t done plenty to earn 100 punches just like it.

It’s this moment that’s really the most telling. By having Storm and Kid
Omega clash, it establishes a clear dichotomy with this inversion. Basically,
an inverted Storm is way more powerful than an inverted Kid Omega. An inverted
Storm is also way sexier and way easier to jerk off to. Anybody who denies that
is lying through their teeth. And it’s this moment where Storm stands over an
emasculated Kid Omega where we see just how strong these inversions truly are.
It should make everybody a lot less inclined to piss Storm off, regardless of
whether she’s inverted.

After Storm successfully shrinks Kid Omega’s balls the size of a peanut, she
ditches him. This leaves Kid Omega behind with a very irritated group of Hellfire
Brats. They told him to not fuck up another one of their parties. And even
though this wasn’t his fault, he’s the one that gets the blame. It’s not fair,
but nobody is going to feel too sorry for this kid. Let’s face it. Even if this
party had gone as well as any traditional Hellfire orgy, he would have found a
way to fuck up another one. As far as I’m concerned, Storm just saved them all
and the insurance company a lot of frustration.

Even if nobody feels sorry for Kid Omega, it does put him in a position to
better-understand what’s going on. He seems to know that something is very
fucked up with him and Storm, but he still hasn’t connected the dots. And he’s
supposed to be an omega level telepath, even though that label has become about
as meaningless as an honorary degree from Arizona State. But even without the
knowledge of Dr. Doom and the Scarlet Witch’s spell, he has a better idea of
what’s going on here. He basically know knows what we all knew several issues
ago. He’s way behind the curve and he’s really not in a position to do much
else about it. So in that sense, not much gets accomplished other than ruining
another perfectly good orgy.

I look at this story the same way I look at a dog that accidentally ate a
bag of weed. It’s a spectacle, but not in the same sense that clown car
crashing into a bakery is a spectacle. The strength of this story is its
ability to make the concept of an evil Storm and a non-douchey Kid Omega
entertaining. It works, but only in the sense that a firecracker works. It has
its moments. It’s fun from a very shallow standpoint. It’s just not much more
than that.

There’s no real impact on the ongoing events of AXIS. There’s nothing
profound revealed about Storm, Kid Omega, the Hellfire Club, or the recent
death of Wolverine. It’s just highlighting the fucked up nature of an evil
Storm and a non-douchy Kid Omega. In this, Wolverine and the X-men #12
succeeds. It doesn’t make that concept feel fucked up to the point that no
amount of bong hits can make it entertaining. It’s not going to leave anybody’s
jaw on the floor either. Those who fantasize about Storm being a dominatrix
might have something to work with here, but I imagine those fantasies have no
place outside seedy European clubs. I give this comic a 6 out of 10. It’s good.
It neither induces vomiting nor inspires multiple nerdgasms. For those who don’t
have access to a clown car or know a good bakery, this comic will do the job.
Nuff said!

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Fathers are supposed to teach their kids all sorts of skills. There’s
shaving, fishing, baseball, and getting out of a traffic ticket. Not saying all
kids with good fathers can master those skills, but it at least confers a sense
of dedication. The difference between good fathers and the kind that end up on
Dr. Phil is measured by effort and few could argue that Corsair has put in more
effort than most over the course of Cyclops’ solo series. He hasn’t just taught
his son how to be a pirate. He’s given him some badly needed perspective that
he never would’ve had otherwise. The problem is that in Cyclops #7, those
teachings have to be good enough to help him and O5 Cyclops survive being
prisoner on a rogue pirate ship while maintaining a clever ruse. I’m sure both
Corsair and O5 Cyclops would still prefer fishing, but the extent of Corsair’s
efforts will be on full display here. If he’s really that dedicated, then O5
Cyclops will get them out alive and maybe get some nice alien pussy on the
side.

So here’s O5 Cyclops’ situation as it stands. His father has been imprisoned
by Valesh Malafect, who is basically a sunburned version of Captain Hook. He
then threw the rest of the Starjammers in an escape pod, cut off the life
support, and shot them into space. Even by pirate standards, it’s a dick move.
But what he doesn’t know is that O5 Cyclops is Corsair’s son. They had to put
on an elaborate show that involved a few broken jaw bones, but it worked. Now
O5 Cyclops has to carry on the act and he has to do it after Malafect blows up
his father’s ship. So while he’s not completely fucked just yet, his ass is
dangerously vulnerable.

Being an inexperienced and impulsive teenager, he almost blows his cover
right off the bat. After seeing the Starjammer get blown up, he protests. Like
Kanye West, Malafect doesn’t take kindly to criticism. But O5 Cyclops is able
to use his father’s pirate training to keep himself from being fed to space
sharks. He says there was a lot of nice gear on that ship that would’ve turned
a decent profit. It sounds like the same excuse I used to give to the school
nurse during mid-terms, but that overworked, underpaid nurse wasn’t a pirate.
And Malafect actually responds favorably to it.

It might have been sheer luck or Malafect might not be as smart as he is
ruthless, but it does succeed on a few important levels. O5 Cyclops reveals
himself to be someone who thinks like a pirate. For Malafect, that makes him a
potential asset and any competent pirate knows the value of developing an
asset. He even goes out of his way to explain why blowing up that Starjammer
was worth the lost loot. By destroying it, he further humiliated his greatest
enemy and he can’t put a price tag on that. Pirates might be all about the
booty, but they’re not afraid to be vindictive. Hell, the good ones probably
are.

Whatever the reason, O5 Cyclops officially weasels his way onto the crew of
the Desolation. And he has to pretend to go along with it in order to buy time
so that he can carry out at least some semblance of a plan. Keep in mind, this
isn’t the same Cyclops that went toe-to-toe with Captain America and would’ve
won if it hadn’t been for Tony Stark’s big ass gun solutions. This is a teenage
Cyclops who is still learning to look both ways before he crosses the street.
Having a plan is actually one of those talents he’s still developing. On to top
of that, he keeps reminding himself that his dad is dying. Without his
medicine, he’s as good as gone. So not only does he have to come up with a
plan, there’s a time limit. It’s almost as bad as a calculus exam…almost.

However, there is one silver lining to being stuck on the crew of this band
of ruthless pirates while his father’s life hangs in the balance. Malafect’s
daughter, Vileena, is pretty damn cute. She gives O5 Cyclops a brief tour of
the ship while he’s brooding over how screwed he is. He meets some of the crew.
He learns about some of the ship’s components. But it’s only when he arrives at
his room that he notices just how cute she is. Sure, it’s a delayed reaction. I
can buy that he was distracted. But he’s still a teenage boy. Nothing distracts
teenage boys than a cute girl, even if she’s an alien. Hell, being an alien makes
it even more effective.

Vileena is no Jean Grey or Emma Frost, but she finally gets a rouse out of
O5 Cyclops’ teenage hormones. And why not? He’s been away from O5 Jean Grey and
other cute telepaths for a while now. Teenagers are known to let their boners
get the better of them. Vileena also happens to be O5 Cyclops’ age and doesn’t
really have anyone else to flirt with. It’s basically the script to every
Disney show and/or teen porno ever made. And in terms of silver lining, it does
more than just add a little alien T&A to the mix.

So now O5 Cyclops has even more incentive to be competent. Both the life of
his father and the panties of a cute alien girl are at stake here. That’s way
better incentive than just getting a passing grade on a calculus test. So he
starts planning, laying low on the ship until he can make a move. That doesn’t
last long. Once he gets to the mess hall, he meets up with a rather irritable
crewmate named Zebble. He’s basically that guy at a frat house who enjoys
taking a shit on the kitchen floor and making pledges clean it. To his credit,
O5 Cyclops tries to be cordial. He tries to make nice, which is perfectly
consistent with the boy scout he is at heart. Zebble doesn’t care for boy scouts
and he pays the price for it.

Zeeble somehow thought it would be a good idea to take O5 Cyclops’ visor. He
thought it was actually the source of his firepower. Apparently, he’s about to
get a crash course in mutants and O5 Cyclops makes it hurt. He then has a great
Heisenberg moment, saying that the visor isn’t the weapon. He is the weapon. I
have a hard time picturing a teenage boy saying that with Bryan Cranston’s
voice, but fuck if it doesn’t make all the right impressions. He’s not just a
pirate and a boy scout. He’s a badass. Vileena better keep a spare pair of
panties handy.

But before he can get to her panties, he still has to establish himself in
the Desolate. That means getting stuck with a bunch of shit jobs, in some cases
literally. Even in space, a pirate ship doesn’t run itself. It needs to be
cleaned, organized, and all the same shit that happens in a typical enterprise.
This one just has more scurvy and sodomy. It puts O5 Cyclops in some rather
inglorious positions, but that’s exactly what makes it so compelling. This isn’t
the same Cyclops who gives revolution speeches to college kids. This is a guy
trying to do the right thing and impress a pretty girl, which was a big part of
who Cyclops was for most of his history. Seeing him go through it here just
reminds me of why he was so awesome. Hell, if I was a cute alien chick, I’d let
him cop a feel.

O5 Cyclops is able to endear himself to the crew enough to put at least part
of a plan into action. It’ll be his first that didn’t involve being stranded on
an alien planet or throwing up. He gets a chance to meet the navigator, who is
a Skull with a few extra Robocop parts. He starts teaching him the intricacies
of navigating the cosmos with a real hyperdrive. O5 Cyclops is able to contain
his inner Star Trek nerd to slip him a little something called vesperjouice, a
drink that had him puking his guts up in the previous issue. It effectively
knocks out the navigator. It’s not the most cunning plan Cyclops has ever come
up with, but it gets the job done.

While the navigator is out, O5 Cyclops pays a visit to his imprisoned father
where he lets him know they’re not completely fucked. First, he brings him some
food and the live-saving medicine he needs to keep living. Then he reveals he
did more than just slip the navigator something extra in his drink. He sent out
a signal that ensured the rest of the Starjammers could get rescued. In terms
of plans, that’s definitely of a very Cyclops-caliber quality. It’s the first
time in quite a while that he’s shown some pirate-style cunning and it’s pretty
damn awesome.

Beyond his overdue competence, we get another nice moment with O5 Cyclops
and his father. I know there have been plenty here in this series, but they
haven’t stopped being awesome. O5 Cyclops takes a moment to apologize to his
father for getting them caught up in this mess and remarkably, Corsair is
extremely forgiving. He doesn’t yell at his son. He doesn’t say he’ll delete
all the internet porn on his hard drive again. He just says he has faith in him
to be a kick-ass pirate. I’m not sure if the Marvel universe has a Father of
the Year award, but if it did, Corsair would win easily and there would be no
close second.

He returns to the cockpit just in time for the navigator to wake up from his
drunken nap. He doesn’t suspect a thing. He’s just got whatever a Skrull calls
a hangover. But in his attempts to come off as competent, another problem
arises. Apparently, they pick up on an emergency medical frigate and Malafect’s
first instinct is to raid it. If it has sick patients on board or life-saving
medicine for a planet full of sick puppies, well then that’s tough shit for
them. They’re pirates. They don’t have time for that humanitarian crap. And if
O5 Cyclops is going to stay alive, save his dad, and get inside a cute alien
girl’s panties, he’ll go along with it.

This issue finally mixed things up in a way that felt overdue, but the
timing ended up being perfect. Since joining the Starjammers, O5 Cyclops’
inexperience and teenage ineptitude showed. That’s to be expected. He’s still a
teenager. He hasn’t become the Cyclops who gave the middle finger to Norman
Osborn, saved the mutant race, and boned Jean Grey and Emma Frost along the
way. But now, with some cunning and a really strong stomach, he finally showed
some of the competence that makes him Cyclops. He’s not just trying to survive
without shitting himself. He has a plan. Cyclops, no matter what time he’s in,
always has a plan. And he intends to follow through with it. And if it means he
can hook up with a cute alien girl along the way, then that’s just a bonus. She’s
not a telepath, but that’s never stopped any teenage boy before.

This issue continues the growing tradition of making Cyclops more lovable
than he’s been in decades. This is not the same Cyclops that got screwed over
in Avengers vs. X-men or cast aside in three shitty X-men movies. This is a
Cyclops that’s actually easy to root for. He’s in an overwhelming situation,
trying to save his father and his friends, and he’s finding a way to get
through it in a fun, entertaining way. And throwing a cute alien girl into the
mix just makes it more engaging. Cyclops #7 gets a 9 out of 10. There’s no
question that he’s thinking like a pirate now, but he’s still a teenage boy.
That means he’s still going to think with his dick at some point. That’s an
argument he knows he can’t win on some levels. Hopefully, he can compromise
just in time to impress Vileena and save his father. Because what good is
saving family if it doesn’t come with a little alien pussy? Nuff said!

Monday, November 24, 2014

The following is my review of Magneto #12, which was posted on PopMatters.com.

Anyone who has ever dared to debate a creationist or argue with someone on
an internet message board knows that most people will go to any length to avoid
admitting they’re wrong. It’s probably the most painful act any person can do
that doesn’t involve a lawyer. Sometimes the mere thought of being wrong is so
traumatic that some people will practically lobotomize themselves to avoid even
considering it. That obsessive aversion to avoid such a painful admission
embodies many of the defining traits that make someone a villain. From Satan to
Donald Trump, it’s a mentality that has spanned generations, civilizations, and
culture.

This is what makes the concept of an “inversion,” as it has been defined in
the ongoing events of Avengers and X-men:
AXIS, so intriguing. It’s easier for a hero to become a villain for the
same reason it’s easier to blow up a house than it is to build one. But for a
villain to become a hero, they have to confront their flaws and actually admit
that they’re wrong on some levels. They might as well be performing open heart
surgery on themselves. This dramatic realization hasn’t been explored that much
in Avengers and X-men: AXIS. However,
the events of Magneto #12 that tie into
this story offer insight into the actual process of this inversion. And the
process, it turns out, is even more profound than the results.

In terms of the bigger picture, the story itself doesn’t reveal much more
than what was already shown in the early events of Avengers and X-men: AXIS. That’s not to say it’s a glorified
flashback. These events are given a different, more personal perspective by
Magneto as he’s battling the Red Skull and the Sentinels. That’s not to say it’s
not explosive and visceral either. There’s certainly no shortage of stories
that have Magneto fighting Nazis and Sentinels. That has been the subject of at
least half of his stories. What makes this struggle meaningful is how it
establishes Magneto prior to the inversion.

He identifies himself as a villain. He associates himself with the team of
villains he assembled to defy the Red Skull. He sees his part in this attack and
that of his fellow villains as a strategy. The Red Skull probably always works
under the assumption that the Captain Americas of the world will attack him at
some point. He’s not nearly as likely to assume that a team of villains would
attack. It would be like showing up to a gang war wearing clown costumes. The concept
alone is so brazen that it leaves the other side too shocked.

Magneto and his team of villains stop short of putting on clown makeup, but
their attack does the job from both a strategic and conceptual standpoint. Magneto
is still a villain. He’s just a villain who has a grudge against Nazis and guys
who rip out the brains of his deceased friends. But beyond being a villain, the
story also re-establishes the decades-old divisions between Magneto and Charles
Xavier. Now even though these divisions have been revisited more than a
Simpsons rerun, it adds another dimension to the conflict that goes beyond
labeling the guys superheroes regularly beat up.

While Magneto’s relationship with Charles Xavier and the X-men has been
complicated over the years to the point of absurdity, he has still never once
admitted that he was wrong. He still thinks Charles Xavier is crazy to think
that mutants and humans could live in peace. A flashback with him, Charles, and
Gabrielle Haller help explore this disagreement. It was among the first of an
argument that Bryan Singer would eventually turn into a series of bad movies,
but it established Magneto as the kind of guy who would sooner rip his own
tongue out with a butter knife rather than admit he was wrong.

Then the inversion spell happens and Magneto experiences a moment of clarity
nearly a century in the making. Like an alcoholic having endured one hangover
too many, he awakens after the Red Skull’s defeat with a very different
mentality. He now has a new understanding of what it means to be a villain and
why it has turned his friends and family against him. It’s the kind of moment
that is usually reserved for a made-for-TV movie on the Hallmark Channel, but
it’s done in a way that feels genuine.

What makes it a truly powerful moment is the last message Charles Xavier
gives Magneto before his mind fades again. Magneto goes out of his way to tell
his friend he now understands the merits of hid ideas. He even comes to terms
with his role as a villain in helping the X-men pursue it. But what makes this
realization all the more painful isn’t the overflow of humility. It’s Xavier’s
admission that Magneto might have been right all along. It couldn’t be a bigger
case study in irony without being an Alanis Morissette song.

The irony and the emotions help give the whole inversion concept a sense of
substance that has been lacking. It doesn’t just show how it changes the way a
villain like Magneto thinks. It puts all the conflicts that helped make him a
villain in a new context. It helps take away some of the magical elements of
the inversion. It’s not just a spell that gives characters an excuse to be
different. There is something else to it that can’t be accomplished with clones
or mind-control and anything that can avoid resorting to clones and
mind-control deserves credit.

What Magneto #12 accomplishes has
little bearing on the overall events of Avengers
and X-men: AXIS. However, it helps enrich the concepts of this event in
ways no amount of killer robots or Nazis could ever match. It details the
actual sobering journey of villains who become heroes. And like a recovering
alcoholic, it’s a much harder journey to make. Nobody likes to admit they’re
wrong. But when someone does find the strength, it makes for a rare, beautiful
moment that has only become increasingly precious in this era of message boards
and Kardashians.

Friday, November 21, 2014

One of the greatest appeals of the X-men is how they appeal to
concepts of humanity. It goes right to the heart of the idea that the
X-men are an analogy of minority struggles. They're different in some
very extreme ways, but they're still distinctly human. I've done my best
to capture that humanity with the X-men Supreme fanfiction series. I've
tried to explore many different kinds of humanity that the X-men
struggle with. Beyond the major romantic sub-plots, there are also
stories about estranged parents, stories about impoverished communities, and stories about mutants being turned into prisoners.
These are all stories that have core X-men elements, but they also have
core elements of humanity. And even in an arc that involves Sinister, Selene, and the lost city of Nova Roma, there's room for humanity.

Among the most basic cores of humanity comes from the
lengths parents will go to in order to protect their children. In the
world of X-men, parents have to not only deal with their children being
minorities. They also have to deal with them being a danger to
themselves and others. What parent wouldn't go to any length ensure
their child avoided such struggles? That's exactly the issue that
emerged in X-men Supreme. Within this fanfiction series, the hidden
nation of Nova Roma has many secrets. It didn't just conceal itself from
the world with the aid of magic. It found a way to avoid the whole
mutant controversy altogether. Rather than actually deal directly with
mutants and their powers, the citizens of Nova Roma used magic to
suppress them. It's a concept that would be unthinkable in most X-men
stories, but in X-men Supreme there is a context.

Think of it from the position of someone like Lucius
Aquilla. He finds out his daughter, Amara, is a mutant. Being a mutant
already killed his wife. As a parent, is he not justified in doing
anything he can to protect his daughter from that fate? He may be
misguided. His actions have already had consequences, thanks to Sinister
and Selene's activities. But he did what he did to protect his child.
Even the X-men understand that on some levels. It makes for a much more
personal struggle in this dire situation. It's a situation that will
have major consequences for this fanfiction series and not just for
Lucius and his daughter. The destruction is just beginning. The world of
X-men Supreme is about to become a much more dangerous place and it
begins in this fateful issue.

The concept of humanity will continue to be a huge theme
in the X-men Supreme fanfiction series, just as it has always been part
of the X-men mythos. These themes, among others, are about to escalate
in a major way. There have been a number of emotionally charged
sub-plots that I've been building for a while in this fanfiction series.
Some will be coming to a head in this arc. Others will unfold in later
issues. It's all going to make for some serious upheaval at the end of
X-men Supreme Volume 5: Dark Truths. All great X-men stories require
upheavel, but they need the right kind of upheaval to be awesome. That's
why it's incredibly important that readers send me feedback for this
issue, as well as future and past issues. Whether they're posted in the issue directly or sent to me via email, I'm always happy to respond. So please take the time to review. Until next time, take care and best wishes. Excelsior!

Thursday, November 20, 2014

I used to be one of those fans who wondered why the hell Cyclops was the
leader of the X-men. Maybe it was just because I was a gullible kid. Or maybe
it was because my teachers and guidance counselors kept experimenting on me
with cocktails of ADHD drugs. But I honestly couldn’t figure out for the life
of me why he was someone the X-men followed. Then the ADHD drugs wore off and I
turned myself onto booze and weed. It all started making sense. After seeing
what he was able to do through the Grant Morrison and Joss Whedon era, I could
honestly say I would jump his bone if I were a chick, even if it meant getting
horribly maimed by Jean Grey and Emma Frost.

What makes Cyclops so charismatic and so controversial as a character is
that he’s willing to make hard decisions that nobody else wants to make. Those
decisions are a big reason why he’s currently a fugitive from SHIELD and why
most of his former teammates have ditched him. But those reasons are also why
the mutant race isn’t extinct right now. He’s never shied away from making
these decisions and seeing as how Professor Xavier was such a jerk when he was
alive, he left Cyclops and the X-men with one exceedingly tough choice with
Matthew Malloy. And despite Iceman being a massive asshat and his teammates still
busting his balls every step of the way, he’s in a position to do what others
won’t. Uncanny X-men #28 probably won’t win over any of his very vocal critics,
but it will probably make plenty of women (and even a few men) want to sleep
with him even more.

Maria Hill has already revealed herself to be among those women, but I don’t
think her panties are very wet while standing in the ruins left by Matthew
Malloy. Or maybe they are. Maybe she has strange tastes. I can’t really tell
with that woman. But she doesn’t exactly get all hot and bothered when Cyclops
confronts Matthew Malloy with the balls and bravado that only he can muster.
Matthew is understandably tense and a little upset. He did just kind of wipe an
entire city off the map and it wasn’t Detroit. But Cyclops proves to have way
better negotiating skills than Maria Hill because he agrees to go with Cyclops
to a less morbid location so they can talk. He even offers to buy him
breakfast. Because how the hell can anyone negotiate with a volatile mutant on
an empty stomach? It would be like me trying to sit through a Martin Scorsese
movie sober.

Absent from this exceedingly tense moment are the rest of the X-men. Matthew
Malloy already sent them home like a vindictive middle school principal. And
since they don’t have someone like Magik on their team who can teleport and
look dead sexy wielding a giant sword, they’re not in a position to contribute.
Beast attempts to get help from the Avengers and the authorities. They react
the same way most people react when a Jehovah’s Witness knocks on the door and
asks if they want to hear the most boring people alive talk about Jesus. It
makes for a moment that would be so satisfying if it didn’t feel so damn
forced.

Hank McCoy admits Cyclops was right. No, that’s not a typo. No, I’m not THAT
drunk. He finally admits it. He says Cyclops was right. The problem is he’s a
little restrictive in terms of the context of this statement. He admits that
humans are way too eager to walk around mutant problems rather than address
them. But he doesn’t admit Cyclops was right about the Phoenix or the Avengers
being assholes or his hypocrisy in fucking with the timeline when he brought
the O5 X-men back from the past. He only admits Cyclops is right that humanity
has room for improvement in addressing mutant issues. That’s like saying North
Korea has room for improvement in terms of how it treats dissenting opinions.
It comes off as a major revelation, but is painfully shallow. All it really
establishes is that the X-men at the Jean Grey Institute are fucked and have
nothing left to contribute in this conflict.

The only one who can really do anything at this point is Cyclops and he’s
certainly not going to pass up an opportunity to help a fellow mutant and piss
off Beast. Magik ends up teleporting them to some place remote, yet scenic.
Cyclops is up front and honest with Matthew. He’s also not trying to speak to
him through some drone or probe like SHIELD attempted because he’s not a pussy.
He then does something else that SHIELD never offered. He gives Matthew a
chance to read his mind. It probably won’t turn him on as much as it did Emma
Frost, but it establishes a sense of openness that certainly helps.

In reading Cyclops’ mind, Matthew finds out that they have something in
common. He sees glimpses of Cyclops’ past before he became an X-man. He also
had powers he couldn’t control. They were also the kind of powers that could do
a fuckton of damage if he was ever in a bad mood. Sure, he never wiped out an
entire city, but I’m sure he would have if he made it to his first day of high
school. Now there’s nothing in here that most X-men fans don’t already know.
Hell, most of those fans can probably skip this part because it’s been told and
retold more times than a Friday the 13th movie. But Matthew doesn’t
know Cyclops’ story and he’s the one in need of insight.

In addition to details about his life story, Cyclops also shows how his life
changed after he joined the X-men. But he doesn’t focus on how many clones he
married or how many killer robots he destroyed. He focuses on the X-men’s accomplishments
in pursuing Xavier’s dream, or lack thereof. He points out (and rightfully so)
that the X-men saved the world enough times to warrant their own Thanksgiving
Day parade, but it didn’t change a damn thing. Humans still hated mutants.
Sure, mutants like Magneto acting like an asshole certainly didn’t help, but
saving the world seems to work for the Avengers. But it doesn’t do a damn thing
for the X-men.

This is an argument that has only recently become more important in wake of
Avengers vs. X-men. The differences between the X-men and Avengers as heroes
used to be like used tampons. Everybody knew they were there. They just didn’t
talk about it. Cyclops, having been horribly screwed over by the Avengers, is
finally shoving the bullshit in everybody’s faces to smell. He did things
Xavier’s way for years, trying to be better and keep fighting for humans even
if they hated them. Now, after all the shit mutants have fought for and lost,
he’s starting to think that maybe Xavier’s approach had a few flaws. A man who
loses two wives and unlimited access to Emma Frost’s panties is going to be a
little jaded.

That jaded mentality just comes off a bit bland when he tries to use this to
argue the merits of his revolution with Matthew Malloy. But wait, I thought he
was supposed to be trying to help Matthew in accord with Charles Xavier’s last
wishes? Maybe I am more drunk than I think or maybe this whole conflict has
really started to drag. I’m thinking it’s a little of both because this is
basically the same argument Cyclops has made before. Humans suck so mutants
have to rise up. And somewhere along the way, he wants to help Matthew control
his powers. It’s really hard to tell at this point because while there’s plenty
of substance, it really doesn’t amount to much.

Cyclops only ends up telling Matthew Malloy more stories that most X-men
fans already know. He recalls all the other cases, including the ones involving
him, where mutants had powers they couldn’t control. He then points out that
with his power, Matthew Malloy could become a vital part of his revolution.
Because who the fuck would stand a chance against them if they had firepower
like his? He goes back and forth between being Che Guevera and Dr. Phil, which
makes for an even messier conversation.

It’s the kind of conversation with the kind of rhetoric Cyclops never would’ve
used prior to Avengers vs. X-men. I know the crowd that doesn’t want to sleep
with him loves to whine how he’s become too much like Magneto. I still say that’s
bullshit. He’s not demanding that humans worship him. He’s not demanding that
mutants be made rulers of the world. But he’s still carrying himself like the
kind of guy who give the finger to peace in exchange for preserving the mutant
race. Not only does it give the anti-Cyclops crowd more to bitch about, but it
also accomplishes jack shit because Matthew just starts whining again at how he
doesn’t want to be a mutant and he doesn’t want to be part of this shit. I can’t
say I blame him, but the lack of progress here makes it about as enjoyable as
watching a drunk argue with a wall.

Matthew pitches another omega-level hissy fit. Magik manages to come in and
teleport Cyclops away before he can be crushed. But he’s not done having more
pointless conversations. Even though Magik herself points out that his use of
the world “brother” is too similar to how Magneto spoke when dealing with the
Brotherhood. It’s not something that needed to be reinforced, but why the fuck
not at this point? The story is doing such a good job of accomplishing nothing.
Why stop? So Magik agrees to teleport him back to Matthew so they can waste
even more time.

Cyclops appears again and Matthew is still brooding like a 15-year-old emo
listening to every Linken Park song ever made. He tries to make the same argument
again, using a bit more Magneto-style rhetoric. He talks about how having a
mutant like him is going to make the rest of humanity think twice about fucking
with his revolution or mutants in general. Matthew still isn’t wholly
convinced. That’s probably because he hasn’t experienced his first Sentinel
attack or dealt with anyone like the Purifiers, but his skepticism is
understandable. And at some point, Cyclops has to realize his ripping off
Magneto way too much for anyone to be comfortable.

He doesn’t realize this soon enough though. Because Magneto finally shows
up, most likely because he was sick of Cyclops plagiarizing his methods. Hell,
I’m surprised he didn’t bring a lawyer with him. He informs Cyclops that he has
gone too far and when Magneto says something has gone too far, that usually
means it’s just one step behind multiple clusterfucks worth of damage. That’s
saying a lot given how Cyclops has said so much and convinced Matthew of so
little. All he’s really done is made everyone around him forget that this was supposed
to be about Xavier’s last will. In this, he’s succeeded in part, but he hasn’t
succeeded in much else.

This issue felt like one of those movies that tries too hard to appeal to
the Oscar crowd in that it attempts to abandon style for substance. Tom Cruise
seems to try it every three years or so and it never works. I’m not going to
say this comic failed as miserably as The Last Samurai, but it tried to do too
damn much. At this point, the story is starting to drag and anyone with ADHD
probably dropped this book halfway and went back to looking at cat videos.
There was a lot of talking, a lot of angst, and not much progress. All it
really accomplished was making me really hungry for pancakes. It’s like Cyclops
spent the entire issue trying to convince Sean Hannity that global warming was
real. It really didn’t amount to much.

I also imagine his Magneto-like rhetoric is going to going to give his
critics a rage boner. A lot of what he said had some merit, but he’s starting
to sound less like a revolutionary and more like a guy who thinks he’s still
banging Emma Frost. I’m sure some women (and those few men I mentioned earlier)
still want to sleep with him, but Uncanny X-men #28 doesn’t really do much to
change the current state of affairs. I give this issue a 5 out of 10. Not much
happens. There’s a lot of substance, but too much of it is more forgettable
than Jim Carey’s last movie. What isn’t forgettable, however, is how much I
love pancakes. I think this comic, if nothing else, warrants a trip to IHOP.
Nuff said!

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

There's a reason why asshole douche-bags tend to be the same people who become fortune 500 CEOs, career politicians, and used car salesman. As much as we despise them, these people know how to get shit done. Sure, it often involves blurring and/or shitting all over the ethical and moral boundaries that most reasonable people have. And sure, it often creates the kind of kind of collateral damage that that ruins lives. And sure, it also tends to...actually, I think I'll just stop right there because I don't need to make myself that depressed around the holidays. I'll just say that the traits of asshole douche-bags tend to make an impact and part of what has made Avengers and X-men: AXIS so intriguing is that it's giving the heroes a chance to do just that without resorting to mind-control or evil clones.

We've already seen how far they're willing to go once they shake off those annoying feelings of selflessness and compassion. The X-men have teamed up with Apocalypse and taken over Manhattan. Tony Stark has turned San Francisco into a perverse mix of Candy Crush and never-ending porno. It's been chaotic as fuck at times, so much so that it's hard to remember that the Red Skull is still on the loose. But that's part of what makes this bold new world so volatile. It helps kick up a different kind of shit storm in Avengers and X-men: AXIS #6. At this point, the Avengers and X-men aren't really that far away from getting a job as lobbyist for Goldman Sachs.

Even if the X-men got that job, they would suck at it because they wouldn't have the devious subtlety that is necessary for all soulless lobbyists. It just wasn't enough that the X-men teamed up with Apocalypse and took over Manhattan. They had to go the extra mile and broadcast to the world that they've claimed the Big Apple as a new mutant nation and no humans are allowed, except for maybe Jennifer Lawrence and Channing Tatum. They even go the extra mile, saying they have very little incentive to treat humans nicely. Having just come from a mutant concentration camp, it's hard to pin that solely on the inversion. But that's still not enough. The X-men had to help Apocalypse make a fucking bomb as well. That probably can be pinned on the inversion spell, but at this point it's more of an excuse than a detail. And I know from my experience with traffic cops that excuses are about as valuable as frozen dog shit.

So who would dare take a stand against a team of deranged X-men who have teamed up with Apocalypse and are willing to drop a bomb on humanity that'll do more than get them fined by the FCC? How about Mystique? No, that's not a joke. I know it sounds like one of those ideas I can only come up with after a certain number of bong hits, but that's what actually happens. Mystique is the one to try and confront the X-men and tell them this is fucked up.

Now bear with me here because it makes more sense than it actually sounds, even without the aid of a bong hit. Mystique was on Genosha. That means she was inverted. So were Nightcrawler and Rogue. And Apocalypse being the biblical ass that he is sent those two to deal with Mystique. It makes for a clash that perfectly captures the essence of the whole inversion concept. Mystique is the one saying this is wrong. Rogue and Nightcrawler just laugh it off and try to murder her ass with a smile. It really does sound like something that shouldn't work, but in the context of the inversion, it actually feels right. It finally conveys the kinds of compelling emotions that were so lacking from previous issues. Mystique is now a hero. Rogue and Nightcrawler are now villains. And somehow it's presented in a way that feels genuine and awesome. Maybe the weed has inverted parts of my brain, but it really does work here.

It's almost a shame that Sabretooth has to come in and ruin this overdue family moment. Like Mystique, he's inverted too. However, he doesn't come off quite as compelling as Mystique. That's mainly because there have been a number of cases in the past where Mystique has tried to be a hero. She's tried to help her kids (and failed miserably). She's tried to join the X-men (and failed miserably while sleeping with Iceman in the process). It's only in the past six years that she's become the kind of unrepentant sociopath who would usually masturbate to the idea of detonating a bomb on humanity. But Sabretooth has a long, rich history of being the kind of degenerate asshole who wouldn't just jerk off to the thought of detonating a bomb. He would film himself doing it while dancing to Justin Bieber music.

Nobody is going to ever buy Sabretooth being a hero any longer than a Seinfeld rerun, but again the inversion spell gives him a convenient excuse. That's really all he needs to save Mystique from getting the worst kind of family therapy outside Jerry Springer. He escapes with her into the Morlock tunnels, but the battle still served its purpose. It showed the extent of the inversion and did it in a way that actually felt compelling. And my liver couldn't be more relieved.

The same can't be said about Tony Stark's liver. In addition to launching his new Extremis 3.0 enterprise in the most lucrative and douchebaggy way possible, he started drinking again. We've already seen in the events of AXIS and Superior Iron Man why he had to stop drinking in the first place, but now that he's surrounded by beautiful women and a fuckton of money, who can blame him?

Well how about Daredevil? And unlike Mystique, no inversion spells or bong hits are required to understand this. He takes some time to cock-block Iron Man from his never-ending orgies and drinking to tell him that this new endeavor of his has been causing a fuckton of problems. I imagine the radio folks said the same thing to the guys making TV shows. But this is a bit less contrived and requires fewer lawyers. Daredevil just happens to be one, but it's not necessary for him to point out that charging for the Extremis 3.0 app has caused a crime wave that make the 80s crack wars look like a Sunday School picnic. Tony Stark's response? Meh, that's capitalism asshole. Yes, it's a total dick thing to say. And yes, it's totally true.

It leads to a second clash that actually carries with it some meaningful emotions. Like the battle with Mystique and her kids, the effects of the inversion are secondary in the sense that it reveals a deeper division. Tony Stark likens his product to other expensive goods that people love to steal, like plasma TVs. Sure, plasma TVs don't turn anyone into supermodels. They just let us common folk look at them. But it's not an invalid point. He has something here that is a luxury and like the kid who sold his kidney for an iPad, people will go to fucked up lengths to get it. But when was the last time Apple ever let anyone try a free sample of their shit? Sure, we can question Tony Stark's business practices. And sure, he's still an ass for beating up Daredevil and telling him to fuck off. But he's not entirely wrong here and that's part of what makes the whole inversion concept more compelling than just another excuse to get people fighting. Alcohol does the same thing.

Alcohol might have been a better option for the clash between Dr. Doom and the Scarlet Witch, if only because it would've made for more cursing. But in this case, the more meaningful impact of the inversion is interrupted by the fight. Dr. Doom, now inverted, is announcing to his people that he's been a real asshole dictator and he's willing to give democracy a try. Now at this point, it's clear that the whole inversion spell was pretty fucking potent because no dictator in history has ever, even at their most humble, just thrown up their hands and say, "Fuck it, I'm an ass. Let's do things America's way." Maybe that happens inside George W. Bush's wet dreams every now and then, but it doesn't happen without the aid of fucked up magic. And that's what makes the moment so important. It also makes it disappointing because the Scarlet Witch just randomly shows up and starts pitching a hissy fit.

There really isn't much depth to it. I can't even make a good PMS joke about it. I won't say it's completely random since the Scarlet Witch already hinted at her intentions in previous issues, but it feels like another excuse. She just starts whining about how Dr. Doom used her in the past. But seriously? She needed a fucking inversion spell to do that? She could've turned his asshole inside out without it and still come off as a hero. Like the other fights, it shows how much of an asshole the inversion has made the Scarlet Witch. It just doesn't do so with Tony Stark's swag or Rogue and Nightcrawler's passion. Maybe alcohol would've helped here too.

As helpful as alcohol often is in fucked up situations, Quicksilver is a close second. With help from Magneto, never one to stay out of affairs that allow him to fuck with his daughter's life, they're able to rescue Dr. Doom before he can completely lose all his dictatorial credibility. Sure, it pisses off the Scarlet Witch even more. But that's the kind of shit that happens at least once a week without the aid of an inversion spell. So in that sense, it reveals that not everything is totally fucked up in an inverted world. And we should all take some comfort in that.

We shouldn't take nearly as much comfort in the idea that an inverted Thor (the one with the penis and not the new one with the boobs) becomes a degenerate gambler whose idea of Valhalla is Las Vegas. To be fair, even the most inverted among us would still prefer Vegas as a close second to most versions of heaven, but that's besides the point. Like the other inverted heroes, Thor is taking some time to enjoy himself and piss off every casino owner on the strip. But unlike other degenerate gamblers, they can't unleash Joe Pecci on Thor and hope he walks out with a broken hand and missing testicle. However, I still think Joe Pecci would've fared better than Loki did.

This is another clash that has many of the same undertones as the one between Mystique and her kids. There's a family element to it that makes the inversion feel like more than just another excuse to get them fighting again for our amusement. Like Mystique, Loki has attempted to be less a dick at times. It rarely works out and this is no different. He even goes so far as to tell Thor he loves him like a brother and Thor's response is to punch him through a wall. I want to say that's typical brotherly affection on an Asgardian level, but it lacks the subtle Tom Hiddleston charisma to make more than a glorified bar fight. It still has all the right emotions, albeit inverted. It helps reinforce the effect of the inversion. And I think at this point, it needs no reinforcing. That still doesn't make Thor beating up Loki less satisfying.

Eventually, Loki has to escape because he knows he's never going to beat Thor when he's on a winning streak in Vegas. Too many hookers and fellow degenerate gamblers would have his back. So he's picked up by Spider-Man and what's left of the non-inverted heroes. They meet up with Steve Rogers, who helps get Loki up to speed on why the heroes are acting so fucked. He also adds that most of the non-inverted heroes are no longer in the picture because of the wonders of Pym particles. So yeah, they're that much more fucked.

The solution? First, they need to establish priorities. What's more important? The X-men packing an Apocalyptic bomb capable of wiping out all humans not carrying an X-gene or Thor's gambling streak? Loki would probably argue an inverted Thor on a gambling streak would be way more dangerous, but he would be outvoted because Steve Rogers has already assembled a team of inverted villains that have enough votes to overrule him. These inverted villains, as fucked up as it may seem, are now the de-facto Avengers. It once again shows the extent of the inversion without resorting to another fight. It may sound way too fucked up to work if it were a movie trailer, sort of like the LEGO Movie, but that doesn't stop it from being awesome.

If the point of this issue was to show just how fucked up heroes can be once they stop giving a shit, then it definitely succeeded. The message is pretty clear. When these heroes act like assholes, they're way better at it than ordinary villains. Could Magneto or Sinister have helped Apocalypse take over Manhattan this quickly and this efficiently? Could Loki have scared a casino into letting him win when most casinos would knock out the front teeth of anyone they suspected of counting cards? I think not. This issue finally starts providing the kind of details and refinement that previous issues lacked. The problem is they weren't exactly the details that were most vital.

Now I'm not saying this issue exchanged actual plot for a cupcake recipe or something that random, but it essentially moved the story forward without tying up too many loose ends from previous issues. We still don't get a clearer understanding of just what the fuck the inversion spell did and how the fuck others are reacting to it. But this issue reveals enough to let us know just how fucked everybody is. It still wasn't terribly concise. However, it conveyed all the right emotions and somehow found the time to join the party with Tony Stark. The story as a whole still needs refinement, but it's finally starting to sober up. I give Avengers and X-men #6 an 8 out of 10. Now it just needs to avoid the kind of hangover to be genuinely awesome. And if it's lucky, it won't wake up next to a blow-up doll and a stolen pig. Nuff said!

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

The following is my review of Superior Iron Man #1, which was posted
on PopMatters.com.

What does it mean to be a superior hero? It’s a question that didn’t evoke
any controversial answers until recently. It used to be a pretty simple
process. Gauging the superiority of a hero was dependent on the response to the
question, “How much like Superman is the hero in question?” Then, the Superior Spider-Man
came along and the whole concept of superiority became a lot more complicated.
Now, in order to be superior, it’s also necessary to be an egotistical jerk to
some extent. The Superior Spider-Man raised this brand of superiority to an art
form. Now Iron Man is poised to make it its own sub-genre.

The concept of superiority is rapidly changing in an era where nobody
expects superheroes to be boy scouts anymore. In fact, it has gotten to the
point where the Boy Scout heroes are considered the freaks in that could never
be believably portrayed by Robert Downy Jr. For some reason, superiority takes
a certain degree of flaws and personality disorders. I don’t know if this
constitutes a new meaning for the word or denotes the need for a new word
entirely, but the context was certainly there for Superior Spider-Man. Now,
thanks to the events of Avengers and X-men: AXIS, it’s there in Superior Iron Man #1.

The whole premise for this new “superior” version of Iron Man is built
around two concepts. The first is the tried and true method of working smart
and not hard. From the earliest days of human civilization, people realized how
much they hated picking food one-by-one and trying to strangle a deer with
their bare hands. Naturally, creating better tools allowed them to work more
efficiently to get what they want. The second part of that concept involves
appealing to the sensibilities behind every successful Victoria’s Secret ad
ever made. A superior hero doesn’t just save lives. A superior hero finds a way
to make them better, sexier, and healthier.

It’s a concept that, on the surface, shouldn’t be so revolutionary. What
good is saving the lives of the innocent if those lives don’t considerably
improve? That’s like giving CPR to a deer that’s in the process of bleeding to
death. Well Tony Stark noticed that no other hero has dared to try that and
since he happens to be the resident billionaire/tech genius, he decides to take
a stab at it. And he does it in the most shallow, self-indulgent way possible.

First, he unleashes a new version of Extremis. He doesn’t ask permission or
stop to think that this might backfire on him in some horrible way. Then, he
grants everybody a free app that allows them to use Extremis to make themselves
beautiful, healthy, and sexy. Now everybody has the ability to look like every
heavily Photoshopped model to ever appear on Cosmos. It certainly doesn’t exude
the merits of a hero. It exudes the merits of every makeup commercial to ever air and
Kanye West album ever made. It certainly doesn’t come off as the actions of a
hero. Yet somehow, Tony Stark is able to carry it out in a way that feels both
superior and awesome.

This bold new experiment isn’t just an exercise in realizing the false
promises of every beauty product ever advertised. It represents an entirely new
approach to being Iron Man. Tony Stark was already as respected and admired as
any billionaire/superhero/Avenger could be. For most peoples’ ego, that’s more
than enough. But Tony Stark needed more. By giving the people of San Francisco
access to this incredible technology, he endeared himself to these people the
same way anyone giving out free doughnuts would endear themselves to Homer
Simpson. It creates an environment where he’s more than just a hero. He’s
something that is superior in every sense of the word.

This new approach to being Iron Man still leaves room for typical Iron Man
duties. When a wholly unoriginal gamma-powered villain named Teen Abomination
comes along, Iron Man still deals with it like he usually would. He just does
it with more style now. He doesn’t need to get his hands dirty. He can send a
remote-controlled Iron Man suit into the field to do his work for him while he
sips cocktails and hooks up with beautiful women. He’s like a Navy Seal and
Hugh Hefner all rolled into one.

Tony Stark has every reason to call himself superior. But with superiority
comes critics, as anyone who ever tried to make a well-reasoned argument on a
message board knows. Pepper Potts tries to be the voice of reason for this new
superior Tony Stark. The problem is that none of the arguments she makes carry
much weight. She derides him for not sharing the app with more people and not
considering the consequences. It may leave some to wonder if she would’ve made
the same argument to whoever invented breast implants. Her perspective lacks
depth whereas Tony Stark’s perspective lacks accountability.

That’s not to say her arguments are completely without merit. Some of the
consequences Pepper warns of do manifest, albeit in a somewhat predictable way.
But it’s Tony Stark himself who essentially vindicates Pepper’s concerns when
he reveals a huge catch to this gift he’s given San Francisco. That catch, like
the fine print of a user agreement on an iPhone, is that this wonderful gift is
not free. Tony Stark is still a businessman and he’s basically treating
Extremis like Candy Crush. He’s given the people a free trial. Now he’s going
to see how badly people want to keep playing his game.

In the end, what makes Iron Man so superior in Superior Iron Man #1 has nothing to do with how he conducts himself
as a hero. He’s still doing heroic deeds in protecting people from
gamma-powered threats. He’s also being a good businessman, giving people a
product he knows they want and charging for it in ways that would make Ayan
Rand blush. It’s a superiority that’s built on a mix of cunning and ambition.
He’s not just content with saving the day. He wants to make the days that come
more enjoyable for the people he saves. He’s just not going to do it for free
anymore. Like anyone who ever bought a cheap cell phone, Tony Stark understands
that superiority in any form comes at a price.

Friday, November 14, 2014

Halloween might be over, but there's still plenty of horror to go around in the X-men Supreme fanfiction series. Selene, the Black Queen, is on the loose again, seeking to reclaim her birthright. Sinister
is by her side, eager to mix her magic with his science in more ways
than one. I know X-men is famous for a lot of twisted and complicated
romances, but these two are poised to take it to a disturbing level that
haunting can sufficiently match. It's not enough for them to corrupt cosmic forces like the Phoenix or expose the dark secrets of Weapon X.
They're poised to turn Nova Roma, the hidden kingdom housing the last
vestiges of the Roman Republic, into ground zero for their wrath.

Selene already fired the first shot when she abducted Colossus'
sister, Illyana. The X-men have been seeking a way to strike back ever
since. They've faced plenty of daunting threats throughout this
fanfiction series, but none quite like this. Sinister
and Selene aren't the kind of threat they can take on with cunning,
power, and tactics alone. They need help if they're to have any chance
at beating them. This means teaming up with the exceedingly hostile
authorities on Nova Roma. It's a common challenge the X-men face.
Throughout their history and this fanfiction series, they've had to team
up with less-than-cooperative allies. This includes "allies" like the
Brotherhood of Mutants. But in making this alliance work, they were able to forge the Genosha treaty that has kept the world from descending into a human/mutant war. Can the X-men do the same with Nova Roma?

I've gone to great lengths to give context to how Nova
Roma functions in the X-men Supreme fanfiction series. I've also just
begun to explore the characters most associated with it, namely Amara
Aquilla. She was among the New Mutants who ushered in a new generation
of young mutants for the X-men during an era when the originals had come
of age. I've already shown how she has a few traits that set her apart
from her comic book counterpart. I've also done the same with Selene and
the Seftons, tying their history into that of Nova Roma. That history
is instrumental to the conflict the X-men are now facing. It'll be the
key to their victory or the site of their doom. The stakes are getting
higher and it's about to reach a boiling point. As always, I've prepared
an extended preview of the kind of damage that Selene and Sinister have done. So just imagine how much more they can do.

“MY DAUGHTER! SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH HER!”

“THE MUTANTS! THE MOUNTAIN HAS ABANDONED THEM!”

“THE MOUNTAIN HAS ABANDONED US ALL!”

“OUR CITY! OUR REPUBLIC! WE’RE DOOMED!”

It was horrific, hearing so many people lamenting with fear and dread. Even at the heart of the republic, there was no escape. The Nova Roman Senate cowered in the Curia. Their faith no longer rested with the gods. It was the X-men in which all their hopes now resided. If they couldn’t stop the Black Queen, then the last trace Roman glory would be forever lost.

Also seeking refuge in the Curia was Professor Charles Xavier. He, Shaman, and Margali Sefton had to listen to these horrible cries as well. Unlike the Senate, they stayed in the upper levels of the structure, which gave them an unabated view of the city and Mount Anton. This also happened to be the infirmary. There were no doctors or mystics present. Margali was not willing to put her daughter through any more rituals. She was still in a coma and despite all the horrors going on around them, she was Margali’s greatest concerns.

“My precious little girl,” she mused, “So quiet…so lost. I almost envy that she’s not awake to see this madness.”

“That shouldn’t prevent you from trying to treat her,” said Shaman, who never stopped working, “The Nova Roman mystics may have been horribly under-qualified, but one of them gave me the keys to their artifact collection. I found some potent rune stones, a few incantations, and various healing oils. With the right treatment, we may be able to rouse her from this coma.”

Shaman had in his hand a flask of glowing oils. He motioned to pour it over Amanda, who was lying motionless on a special bed. But Margali stopped him, pushing the flask aside and standing protectively over her daughter.

“No Shaman…no more spells. Not now anyways,” said Margali, “I’ve subjected Amanda to so much. She deserves some rest.”

“Margali, do you honestly believe she would care to rest when Selene is on a rampage?”

“She’s my daughter. I’m her mother. I’ll do what I feel is best for her.”

“Just because it feels right doesn’t mean it is right. You of all people should know that,” scorned Shaman.

Margali almost cringed while clinging to her daughter more protectively. Professor Charles Xavier, who had been looking out towards Mount Anton, turned around in his wheelchair and offered a comforting gesture to the desperate mother.

“That’s enough, Shaman. I don’t think you need to remind her,” said Xavier.

“Sorry Charles, but you know I’ve never been comfortable just waiting around for the world to end,” said Shaman.

“The world isn’t ending. Not while my X-men are still out there,” he said strongly, “This whole affair has gone beyond magic. First, I’m told Amanda’s ailment is somehow connected to the power within Mount Anton. Then I’m told that same power is connected to all the mutants here in Nova Roma.”

“You think this is setting a dangerous precedent? Magic mixing with mutation?” said Shaman.

“I can’t imagine two more volatile elements. The confirmation that Selene is working with Sinister opens all sorts of possibilities. Perhaps we’ve only been working with half the story. What if there are mystical elements to mutation? What if there’s a connection between the two that we’re not aware of?”

It was a troubling suggestion. Magic and mutation were complex enough on their own. This was the first time they had to deal with both. The destructive potential was obvious, as indicated by Mount Anton’s current activity. Even if the X-men could somehow put a stop to this, the connection had already been made. Something had to give and there was no telling what form the results would take.

The only one who had a faint idea of the possibilities was Margali Sefton. She didn’t take her eyes off her daughter. She lovingly held onto her lifeless hand, scolding herself with each passing moment for letting it get this bad.

“You’re not the first person to pose that question, Charles. You’re not even the tenth,” said Margali, “Magic and mutation each affect the very fabric of our reality. It’s only natural they have some connection.”

“You sound like you’ve pondered this before,” said Xavier, “Is there anything you can tell us? Something I can relay to my X-men?”

“If I knew, I would have told you at the beginning,” said Margali sadly, “I come from a family of mystics. We’ve never been able to ponder the sciences. I only know that there’s always the potential. One comes from blood. One comes from spirit. I’ve never tried to mix the two, but that doesn’t mean it hasn’t been tried.”

“Do you know anyone who has?” asked Shaman.

“Besides Selene? No,” she muttered, “The closest I’ve seen is Kurt’s father, Aazel. I’ve always suspected that some of Kurt’s mutant abilities had connections to mystical forces. We already know that when he teleports, he accesses a dimension that is thick with mystical energy. However, most of that is still raw science. The real unknowns are in the spiritual aspects.”

“So you’ve never tried to explore it,” Xavier surmised.

“I wouldn’t know where to begin,” Margali sighed as she gently stroked her daughters face, “Amanda has enough burdening her soul. I chose not to push her any further than I already have. I always figured she and Kurt would just…”

Margali’s words trailed off and her expression shifted. Shaman and Professor Xavier looked at her curiously, worried about her dire state of mind.

“Just what, Margali? What did you figure?” asked Shaman curiously.

“Does it have something to do with Kurt’s heritage?” asked Xavier.

“Amanda…” she said distantly.

“Yes, I know she and Kurt were involved, but…”

“No! I mean something’s happening to Amanda.”

Margali was about to explain when her daughter’s unmoving body did the explaining for her. The strange marks on her body started glowing with such radiance that Margali, Shaman, and the Professor backed off cautiously. Then a powerful green light erupted from her eyes and a mysterious halo surrounded her body. There was no spell or ritual to fuel her this time. It was as if everything was coming completely from within.

“By the spirits! What the hell is going on?” exclaimed Shaman.

“Amanda’s mind…it’s still active,” said Xavier, clutching his temple.

“That’s not all that’s active,” said Margali distantly.

The mysterious green halo continued to intensify. It seemed to emanate from her eyes and chest. As it intensified, the greenish light formed a cloudy glowing mist that hovered just over her body. It remained in place for a few moments. Then as if guided by its own whim, it shot out like a rocket through a nearby window and towards Mount Anton.

Once the glowing mist was gone, everything fell silent. Amanda’s body stopped glowing, her eyes closed, and she went back to being motionless. Xavier was still clutching his temple, trying to make sense of what he just sensed. But being experienced mystics, Shaman and Margali didn’t need telepathy to surmise what had just happened.

“Was that…” Shaman began.

“I have no idea. But it looks like it,” said Margali distantly.

“But that’s impossible!”

“It’s magic, Shaman. Nothing is impossible.”

In addition to this preview, I've also updated my ongoing Superman/Wonder Woman story, "Strangers In Paradise." This story has very different stakes compared to X-men Supreme, but it has been a great exercise in developing new characters. In the same way old threats like Selene and Sinister find a way to torment the X-men, old threats like Ares and Lex Luthor find a way to torment Superman and Wonder Woman and that torment begins in this new chapter.

Exploring new places like Nova Roma and giving characters
like Amara and Selene different backgrounds is part of what makes
developing the X-men Supreme fanfiction series so much fun and such a
challenge. I don't want X-men Supreme to tell the same stories with the
same characters. I want these characters to stand apart while still
adhering to the core of who they are. These are characters that can only
be accessed through X-men Supreme and I want to make them as memorable
as possible. Amara Aquilla will be the latest, but she won't be the
last. And as I develop these characters, it's very important that people
provide feedback so that I know I'm developing them in all the right
ways. I know I have a lot of reasons for requesting feedback, but this
is an especially important reason because the strength of every X-men
story comes from the characters. So please let me know I'm doing these
characters justice. Either post your feedback directly in the issue or contact me directly. I would love to chat. Until next time, take care and best wishes. Excelsior!

About Me

I am a lifelong comic book fan. My favorite comic has always been X-men and my lifelong dream is to be an X-men writer. Since I'm still a ways from realizing that dream, I settle for writing my own series which I have entitled X-men Supreme.